Uh this is a short beginning AN but as a fair warning this story comes with the territory of a lot of OCs considering the fact that we only know of Fleur and Gabrielle are students and Beauxbatons.

Disclaimer: I do not own HP at all. If HP was real then I'd definitely be a wizard.

Beauxbatons Transferee

Harry James Potter was more than shocked when his name came out of the Goblet of Fire. Yet again he was put into something extremely dangerous and out of his control. Dumbledore seemed unable to protect him when he needed it the most. As he begrudgingly walked up to the room where the other champions were waiting he was thinking long and hard. The other schools had to be less dangerous than this, well Beauxbatons at least. Durmstang seemed to be a volatile school even if their students were nice. Now the Beauxbatons students were extremely nice to him. One of them even taught him a charm that would translate any language to his native language. What would he give to be able to be part of their school. That instantly gave him an idea that popped into his head as soon as he entered the room, an idea that had been suggestion by his friend Hermione often. Fleur, one of the students of Beauxbatons he had learned, instantly spoke.

"What is the problem? Do we have to go back outside?" Fleur asked, her voice thick with a French accent.

"No it seemed that Dumbledore in his infinite wisdom has done fucked up again." Harry said with a glower.

"Whatever do you mean?" Madame Maxime, the Headmistress asked.

"It seems he has failed to protect me from being forced into this tournament. So with that being said Madame Maxime, I have a question for you." Harry said.

Instantly Madame Maxime was curious. From her brief understanding it seemed that the boy was somehow called to participate in the tournament and he blamed it on Dumbledore. Which to be honest he should rightly do so considering it was Dumbledore who placed the protections on the cup.

"What is your question young man?" She asked.

"I, Harry James Potter, heir to House Potter hereby request a transfer from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons by the Magical School Accords of 1702. Do you Madame Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, accept my request?" Harry asked, being sure to nail the formal part that Hermione said had to be done.

Instantly Maxime froze. The boy was asking her for a transfer. To her school. Using the Magical School Accords. The Magical School Accords of 1702 was a treaty of sorts between all of the Magical Schools. It stated that a student of any school had the right to request an automatic transfer to another one so long as they ask the current headmaster or headmistress of said school in person. The accords were created when a student had been forced to go to this magical school in South America by the headmistress of that school. They were unable to get out from under the woman and in the end committed suicide which caught the attention of the other schools. It forced the MSA to be formed in order to leave the student a way out if they felt in danger at the school they were currently in. Now the MSAs had a special spell tied onto it. The person would be unable to speak the words to request the transfer if they themselves did not believe they were in danger. So it was with this that Maxime knew Mr. Potter felt he was in danger.

"I, Olympe Maxime, current Headmistress of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic do accept your transfer request to said school. By the Magical School Accords of 1702 you are thus far stripped of any magical ties to your previous school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Maxime said.

In that instant the magic surrounding the accords snapped in placed and Harry's uniform transformed. From the simple black robes with a Gryffindor patch it transformed into a male version of Fleur's pale blue uniform. Afterwards there was a pop and the little hat that Fleur and the other students wore showed up on Harry's head. It was at that moment that Dumbledore, Snape, and McGonagall showed up.

"Mr. Potter what is the meaning of this!" McGonagall yelled, an underlying tone of confusion present in her voice.

"Oh, well you see I'm no longer a Hogwarts student." Harry said.

"Potter stop messing around you arrogant brat!" Snape scowled.

"None of that Mr. Snape. I will not have you harassing my new student." Maxime said with a smirk when she saw the ashen look on Dumbledore's face.

"He possibly couldn't have." Dumbledore murmured.

"Yes he did Dumbly-door. He used the Accords." Maxime said.

"What have you done Mr. Potter?!" Dumbledore said, looking paler than before.

"Easy, I freed myself from you." Harry said with a sneer that really didn't fit on his face.

Before anything else could happen Ludo Bagman stepped forward and began to speak.

"Wonderful! Well it looks like now Beauxbatons has two champions now. Anyhow! Your first task is to retrieve an object of importance for your second task. About a week before the first task we will hold a Weighing of the Wands which will give the media time to interview you all. For now, that is all!" Ludo said, ushering them out of the room.

When they exited the room all of Hogwarts had its eyes on Harry and almost all were shocked at his new appearance. The ones who weren't had looks that said they knew what was happening. Madame Maxime decided to take over for Dumbledore and stepped forward.

"I present you with your Champions! Viktor Krum representing Durmstang, Fleur Delacour representing Beauxbatons, Cedric Diggory representing Hogwarts, and Harry Potter representing Beauxbatons as well! My precious students it looks like we have a new family member." Maxime said.

Right after she finished seven students stood up from Gryffindor and walked right up to her and spoke.

"I, Lavender Amor Brown, heiress to House Brown hereby request a transfer from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons by the Magical School Accords of 1702. Do you Madame Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, accept my request?" Lavender, a nice looking girl with brown hair, spoke.

"I, Parvati Shiva Patil, co-heiress to House Patil hereby request a transfer from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons by the Magical School Accords of 1702. Do you Madame Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, accept my request?" Parvati, an Indian looking girl, spoke.

"I, Hermione Jean Granger, heiress to House Granger hereby request a transfer from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons by the Magical School Accords of 1702. Do you Madame Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, accept my request?" Hermione, a bushy haired girl, spoke.

"I, Seamus Farenfel Finnegan, heir to House Finnegan hereby request a transfer from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons by the Magical School Accords of 1702. Do you Madame Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, accept my request?" Seamus, an Irish boy, spoke.

"I, Dean Foster Thomas, heir to House Thomas hereby request a transfer from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons by the Magical School Accords of 1702. Do you Madame Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, accept my request?" Dean, a boy of mixed heritages, spoke.

"I, Neville Frank Longbottom, heir to House Longbottom hereby request a transfer from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons by the Magical School Accords of 1702. Do you Madame Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, accept my request?" Neville, a broad shouldered boy, spoke.

"I, Ronald Billius Weasley, scion of House Weasley hereby request a transfer from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons by the Magical School Accords of 1702. Do you Madame Olympe Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, accept my request?" Ron, a red-headed boy, spoke.

The entirety of the Great Hall was shocked. Practically the entirety of Harry's Gryffindor year minus like three girls had asked to transfer to Beauxbatons. You see, Harry was pretty close to the fellow Gryffindors in his year expect the three girls who had friends in other houses. They had planned this a long time ago when they saw that Dumbledore wasn't doing anything to protect Harry. Long ago they had become a family together and promised to stick together. Olympe Maxime was utterly shocked, seven more students had asked her to transfer to her school. It was a situation that she could not refuse whatsoever.

"I, Olympe Maxime, current Headmistress of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic do accept your transfer requests to said school. By the Magical School Accords of 1702 you are thus far stripped of any magical ties to your previous school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Maxime said, causing the magic to once again snap in place.

Just like with Harry all seven Gryffindors' uniforms transformed into the Beauxbatons uniform. With that, Beauxbatons had gained seven new students adding to the one earlier.

"Miss Granger! What is the cause of this!" Dumbledore roared, having lost control of his grandfather façade.

"Simple Dumbledore. The Gryffindors of this year, including the three that had not transferred, have agreed that you have failed your duties as Headmaster. You have failed to protect Harry the past four years he has been here and thus we feel as if we will be in danger if we stay here. I brought the MSAs up to Harry about a year ago and we couldn't believe that the opportunity to use them was coming to our school when you announced the Triwizard Tournament." Hermione said.

"Oh come on Mione you have to admit that most of the plan was all Harry? I mean what did he tell us to do first year when it was clear that Dumbledore wouldn't help us?" Ron said, snorting.

"I believe it was along the lines of us hiding our intelligence? I got to say it's very annoying acting like an airhead most of the time." Lavender said with a roll of her eyes.

"At least you got to act carefree. I had to act in a way in which my sister wouldn't be suspicious. Which if I might add is hard to do when your sister's a Ravenclaw. Honestly I like fashion as much as the next girl but god did I get sick and tired of looking at thousands of fashion magazines." Parvati said.

"I mean at least you guys didn't have to act like a squib. I mean my grandmother means well and all but I wish she would stop expecting me to be my father." Neville said with a scowl.

When Seamus and Dean didn't say anything the other five stared at them.

"What? The explosions were on purpose; I happen to like explosions very much." Seamus said, holding his hands up in surrender.

"Yeah, we didn't have any trouble at all. It's not like most people noticed us." Dean said.

"Well, this is an interesting turn of events. I believe this deserves a private conversation. Come on you eight, follow me to the carriages. We'll set up your temporary rooms at least until next year when we get back to the school." Maxime said, walking out of the Great Hall.

The eight hurried up and followed Madame Maxime, lest Dumbledore try to stop them. Following behind them was Fleur who seemed very interested in the eight. Soon enough they reached the carriages and were led inside. The inside was much bigger than the outside, consisting of a long hallway with many rooms. At the end of the hallway was a silver and blue door that had a nameplate that read Headmistress Maxime. It was that room to which Maxime led them to. When they got inside she conjured up nine seats in front of her desk to which the students all sat.

"All right, I would wish for an explanation as to why all you transferred." Maxime asked, sitting in her chair.

"Well, with the Troll," Lavender started.

"and that Cerberus," Neville added.

"And the Philosopher's Stone," Dean added.

"Oh come on how can you forget Voldemort on the back of Quirrel's head?" Harry asked them.

"And that's only first year." Parvati said.

"Yeah, second year there was Lockhart, the Parseltongue Revelation, and the Basilisk." Hermione said.

"Then third year there was the Dementors, that nasty Quidditch event with the Dementors, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew." Ron added.

By the end of this Fleur and Maxime were pale-faced.

"You went through all of that? And Old Nick's Philosopher Stone? I wasn't aware he ever let it leave home?" Maxime said.

"Wait, so the Philosopher's Stone was fake?" Harry asked.

"More than likely, if it was destroyed they would have died within about a month. I had tea with Nick and Perenelle last month." Maxime said.

"I told you that you should have sent the Flamels a letter!" Hermione said, whacking Harry on the head.

"Ow! And I said that it was unlikely that if they were alive the letter wouldn't get to them, Dumbles keeps a tight eye on the mail." Harry said, glaring at Hermione, making her give a sheepish look.

"Well, now that you are joining our prestigious school I must know what classes you are going to take." Maxime said.

"What classes are there? Ever since Dumbles became headmaster he's been removing courses from Hogwarts." Lavender asked.

"Well, for fourth year your mandatory classes are as follows: Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, History of Magic and Mundane, Defense, Herbology, Wizarding Culture, and Mundane Culture." Maxime said.

"Wizarding and Mundane Culture? We've never had those." Seamus said.

"That's okay, it's not that hard of a class everyone practically aces the classes." Fleur added.

"That's right. Your Electives are as follows: Arithmancy, Elemental Magic, Enchanting, Ancient and Modern Runes, Necromancy, Divination, Magizoology, Politics & Financing, and Dueling. However, for Elemental Magic, Necromancy, and Divination you have to test positive for the skill. If you are accepted into Elemental Magic your class is further split up by what Element you control as each Element requires different teachings. Because of this the Elemental Magic Classes are every year inclusive. If you choose Dueling I will let you know it takes place of Defense as a Dueling NEWT and OWL count as a Defense NEWT and OWL, Enchanting is the same but it replaces Charms. Also, Politics & Financing is mandatory for Heirs of Houses." Maxime said.

The seven kids talked amongst each other before turning to Maxime. Harry was the first to speak.

"I'll take Arithmancy, Ancient and Modern Runes, Elemental Magic, Necromancy, Dueling, Enchanting, and Politics and Financing is mandatory for me." Harry said.

"I'll take Arithmancy, Ancient and Modern Runes, Elemental Magic, Magizoology, Enchanting, and as a muggleborn do I have to take Politics and Financing?" Hermione asked.

"It's usually best as a first-generation magical because it allows you to avoid the political machinations of the purebloods." Maxime said.

Hermione nodded at that and agreed to taking it.

"I'll take Magizoology, Elemental Magic, Dueling, and uh I haven't taken Ancient and Modern Runes at Hogwarts but I have been studying from Hermione's books." Ron said.

"That's alright." Maxime said.

"I'll take Magizoology, Enchanting, Elemental Magic, Arithmancy, and Politics of course." Lavender said.

"Magizoology, Dueling, Elemental Magic, Ancient and Modern Runes, and Politics for me." Neville said.

"Enchanting, Dueling, Arithmancy, Elemental Magic, and Politics here." Parvati said.

"Enchanting, Dueling, Ancient and Modern Runes, Arithmancy, Elemental Magic, and Politics here." Dean said.

"I'll be doing the same as Dean." Seamus said.

"Alright then, later today we can test you for Elemental Magic, and you Harry for Necromancy. Tomorrow I'll give you your schedules of when you'll meet with your teachers for your classes. You'll probably learn a lot faster because you'll be the only ones learning from them during those times because only Seventh Year is here." Maxime said.

The seven nodded and then Maxime had Fleur show them their individual rooms. After which each of them got settled into their rooms, the House Elves for Hogwarts having already gotten their stuff and put it in their respective rooms. When Harry got to his room he felt exhausted. Today was a stressful day but he was happy that he did what he did. Four years of planning finally came to fruition. He was afraid prior to today that they'd be forced to act the entire seven years at Hogwarts but thankfully the opportunity came up. About an hour later Fleur knocked on his door and told him that it was time for the tests. Harry got up and stretched before heading out. Fleur directed him and the others to a trapdoor that they didn't notice before at the other end of the hallway. When they entered they were met with a stone room that had candles in a circle and symbols drawn in the middle. Maxime was standing outside the circle.

"Ah, you're here. Now Harry we'll be doing your test first because it's rather stressing. What you'll do is step into the middle of the circle and let a drop of your blood fall onto the symbols. Then you'll attempt to summon a spirit. The stronger the spirit the stronger your Necromancy is. I think the strongest spirit ever summoned was Morgana Lefay, of course that was a long time ago." Maxime said, handing Harry a silver dagger.

When Harry stepped into the circle however, something unexpected happened, the symbols lit up.

"That's odd, they're not supposed to do that until the drop of blood." Maxime muttered.

Harry heard that and decided to attempt to summon the spirit before cutting himself. Suddenly everyone gasped and Harry had a face nuzzling into his neck. He quickly turned around and saw a black haired man with brown eyes and aristocratic features. The man was wearing black robes that had a black hood and in his hand was a large scythe.

"My little one…. My master. You don't need to spill your blood for me." The man said before pulling Harry into a hug.

When Harry looked at Maxime she was extremely pale.

"What's wrong Madam Maxime?" Hermione asked.

"Spirits aren't supposed to be able to touch people." She said.

"Oh how naïve you all are. You think of me as a spirit?" The man chuckled.

Harry hesitantly stepped away.

"Oh little one there is no need to be afraid for I am forever and always yours just as you are forever and always mine." The man said.

"Who are you?" Harry asked quietly.

"Why Death of course." The man said with a bow.

"Death? But you're an aspect." Harry said.

"Oh, no I exist. Just as Fate does and just as Magic does."

"O-okay. What do you mean by master? And what do you mean by forever yours?" Harry asked.

"Why little one, you're the fated Master of Death. A human being I personally choose to have control over me in order to allow me eternal companionship. Of course by companionship I do mean friendship, love is something that is all yours." Death practically purred.

"But why me? What if I don't want to live forever, watching my friends die." Harry said the last part sadly.

Death softly caressed his cheek.

"Oh little one even if your friends die you'll still see them and be able to talk to them. As Master of Death you're able to pull souls from the afterlife and even visit the afterlife. However, when it comes to who you decide to love, they will be with you forever as well." Death said with a smile.

"So I won't be alone?" Harry asked, as being alone was one of his biggest fears.

"Of course not little one. Even if the world were to abandon you, you'd still have me. Now I believe it's time for me to go. Fate's wanting to play a game of Poker. She says it's fun playing with me cause she can't predict what's going to happen." Death said, before vanishing.

"So did anyone else see overly affectionate older male friend claiming to be Death?" Ron said.

"Nope. I saw that too." Lavender said.

Maxime decided to deal with the fact that Harry had Death as an eternal companion later. She then brought out seven gray orbs and handed each of them one of them.

"This orb will tell you what Element you are if you do have one. Just to let you know, it is an uncommon chance that you'll not have an element. If you do however, it means that you have an equally powerful gift that doesn't lie with Elemental Magic." Maxime said.

"This is true; my sister was tested early for elemental magic but she didn't have an element. It later turned out that she has a gift for Healing that was beyond the average healer to the point that she can heal minor cuts and bruises with a touch." Fleur added.

"Alright, to see what element you have to pour your magic into the orb. Depending on your element it will change and give you an image of what your element is." Maxime said.

They all did as she instructed and one by one the orbs changed. Seamus' revealed a blazing flame, Lavender's was a tornado, Neville's was a garden, Ron's was like Seamus', Parvati's was a sprawling ocean, Harry's was pitch black, Dean's was a bright sun, and Hermione's surprisingly stayed gray.

"So, Mr. Finnegan and Mr. Weasley have Fire Magic, Miss Brown has Air Magic, Mr. Longbottom has Earth Magic, Miss Patil has Water Magic, unsurprisingly Mr. Potter has Shadow Magic, and oddly enough Mr. Thomas has Light Magic. Miss Granger would you like to test for a different type of magic?" Maxime asked.

"Hey, Hermione test for Divination." Harry said, out of the blue.

"Why! You know how much I hate that subject." Hermione whined.

"Luna told me that you should." That instantly shut Hermione up.

The eight of them had learned to trust Luna Lovegood's statements no matter how odd she was. Whatever she said tended to always come true which had the group thinking that she was a natural Seer, someone who could see the future without the aid of Divination items.

"Alright then." Hermione sighed.

Maxime then handed Hermione a crystal ball.

"Now, channel your magic into that and look into it and tell us what you see." Maxime said.

Hermione did as she was instructed and gasped.

"I see a Dragon and its eggs, the merpeople in Black Lake, a giant hedge maze, and oh my god is that Voldemort?" Hermione said, gasping again.

"Well, I'll be. You do have the gift. You may not be a Natural Seer but you do have the gift of Divination." Maxime said.

"But what was it that I saw?" Hermione asked.

"I'd have to say it was probably the tasks for the Triwizard Tournament and maybe the person who put Harry's name into the cup?" Lavender guessed.

"Probably is, but if it is Dragons then you and Fleur have to train hard Harry." Maxime said.

"Well, I may have a way around the dragon. Dragons are part of the reptile family right?" Harry said.

"I believe so, although some of them are part of the serpentine family." Fleur said.

"Perfect! Then I'll just use my Parseltongue." Harry said causing Maxime to gasp.

"Wait, you're a Parselmouth?" She asked.

"Please don't tell me that you think it's evil." Harry groaned.

"No, Parseltongue is practically adored in most of Europe as well as India and Australia. The reason I asked was because then there's one more class you can take if you want, although you can't take it till next year." Maxime said.

"What is the class?" Harry asked.

"Parselmagic of course. It's the whole reason why people like Parselmouths. Parselmagic has some of the best healing spells in the world as well as the best wards too." Maxime said.

"I guess I could take it next year then But I thought only the Slytherin Family could speak Parseltongue." Harry said.

"No, rather the reason Salazar Slytherin could speak it was because he was a son of a Naga. Most people who have Parseltongue either a; inherit from their parents, b; get it as a gift from nagas, lamias, or magical snakes, c; from the random gift that most witches or wizards get during their magical inheritance at fifteen or sixteen, or d; from their Animagus form. In fact, anyone who gets an animal Animagus acquires the ability to speak their Animagus' language. But to be honest only a few animal languages have magic for the language. Parseltongue, Aviansong, and Felinetongue are just a few. But that has to do with ancient views on the animals. You'll learn more about that in History." Maxime said.

"So who are our teachers going to be?" Lavender asked.

"Well, the Fire teacher is going to be a shock to Mr. Weasley for it's his older brother Charlie." Maxime said.

"Wait, Charlie is a teacher at Beauxbatons? I thought he worked at a Dragon Reserve." Ron said.

"He is and that's one of the reasons he's the Fire Teacher. In order to master Fire Magic, you have to understand the ways of the oldest fire creatures alive next to Phoenixes." Maxime said.

"I'm going to punch him the next time we see him. He didn't tell mom or dad! But I guess I can understand, mum can be rather smothering when it comes to us." Ron said.

"There is that. The Water teacher is the French Representative of the ICW, Andre Mer. He's a rather calm man who has a lot of patience, which comes with the element. The Earth teacher is Mesuna Tochi. She's the current head of the Tochi family who help with the agriculture of Japan. The Air teacher so happens to be Gwenog Jones, Beater and Captain for the Holyhead Harpies. While she's reported to have quite the temper on the field she's actually quite kind and calm outside of Quidditch. Thankfully Quidditch Season is during the Summer so she's pretty much free during most of the school year. The Light Teacher is Barley Monkstanley, descendant of Levina Monkstanley, creator of the Lumos Charm. He's rather eccentric but that has to do with his family coming from a long line of Unspeakables. The Shadows Teacher acts also as our Alchemy Teacher and is none other than Perenelle Flamel." Maxime explained.

"Wait! I get to be taught by Gwenog Jones!" Lavender squeaked.

"Oh no, I forgot that behind her airhead mask Lav's a rabid Quidditch fan." Dean groaned.

"Hey, I haven't been able to do anything remotely related to Quidditch for the past four years okay. I get to fangirl if I want." Lavender said, glaring at Dean, making him back off.

"Scratch that, I'm going to be taught by Perenelle Flamel?" Harry said in shock.

After giving them a while to get over the shock Maxime told them it was best for them to head to bed because it was relatively late. So with that all of them headed to bed.

The following day was their first day as Beauxbatons students. It turned out, the carriage at the end held classrooms and libraries. This was where they had their lessons and such. At breakfast they got their schedules. They shared all their core classes together minus the few who had chosen to take the advanced version of the other classes. Harry's first class of the day happened to be Necromancy. Necromancy turned out to be like Elemental magic and taught across the years rather than each year having its own class. The teacher of the class was named Keres Moon, a Greek chap who lived in the city of Delphi among the other necromancers and seers. When he entered the room all the other students and the teacher seemed to be in awe of him. Harry promptly grabbed a seat in the front row next to a male student. The boy seemed to be of Greco-Spanish descent, having olive coloured skin, brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. Harry could see defined muscles under the thing shirt that was probably reinforced with a heating charm. The muscles were not a six pack but still were defined enough that Harry couldn't help but stare for a second. Quickly though he turned his attention away and onto the boy's face.

"Why is everyone staring at me like that." Harry asked the guy.

"You don't know? You're very connected to Lord Death. It's practically an honor to be in your presence." The boy said.

"Please don't. I get that enough as the Boy-Who-Lived. I'm just Harry." Harry said.

"Well Harry, I'm Adelino Cortez except you can call me Adel." Adel said.

The class proceeded normally from there, apparently they were going over the lesson from before they left for Britain. It was on Necromantic Rituals. At first Harry was wary because he wasn't exactly sure what the rituals were supposed to do. They were soon separated into pairs and the teacher paired Harry with Adel for the rest of the year. His nerves about the rituals were eased when the teacher came over to talk to Harry and Adel.

"Adel, while working on your ritual studies I want you to explain to Harry what Necromantic Rituals are. I'll be coming around later to see any improvement." Professor Moon said before walking away.

"I guess it'll be best to start at the beginning. Necromancy is a magic branch where one communes with the spirits for information whether it be past, present, or future. As you know people have to have a gift for Necromancy in order to even attempt it and you have the strongest there is. Now, Necromantic Rituals are however a different grain of salt than the normal uses of Necromancy. The rituals allow one to do many things from granting a disembodied spirit a working body to asking the spirits for a gift to allowing spirits to walk the plane of mortality for a small amount of time. Granted however, for the first and third ones you need Lord Death's permission which for you shouldn't be hard to get. For the second however you need the willing participation of a spirit. Necromancy is all about give and take. An example of giving being yesterday. You might have noticed some of us missing. That was because we were participating in a Samhain ritual to celebrate the spirits and Lord Death. Samhain is a special day because it is Death's day as well as a day for the spirits to return and partake in mortal pleasures." Adel explained.

"By uh mortal pleasures does this include…" Harry started, his face going bright red, causing Adel to chuckle a low baritone that sent shivers up Harry's spine.

"Yes. However, those pleasures are reserved for only when Necromancers are performing Sex Rituals which is something you have to learn after school not during as the magic for those rituals does not work until you're eighteen because that is when you get your last bit of Magical Inheritance." Adel said.

"So no sacrificing people?" Harry asked.

"No not at all. The only magic that requires sacrifice of people is when the sacrifice is willing and not forced or murdered. I believe an example is your mother's protection." Adel said.

"Why doesn't the sacrifice of the murdered work?" Harry asked.

"Because their magic will cause extreme backlash and possibly kill the person attempting the ritual." Adel said.

From there they continued on studying until it was time to go.

"So Harry, what class do you have next?" Adel asked.

"Shadow Magic." Harry said, causing Adel to break into a smile.

"Neat that means I get you all to myself then, besides sharing you with Professor Flamel." Adel said, causing Harry to blush again, not exactly used to blatant flirting.

"W-wait. So you're the only seventh year who has Shadow Magic?" Harry asked.

"Yup. Normally there's more but it seems that more of my classmates have Light Magic and the base elemental magic." Adel said.

"Base?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, Fire, Earth, Water, Air. Light and Shadows are higher elements. Despite that it doesn't mean they're rare. It just means they're a bit more uh sentient than the others." Adel said.

Soon they reached their classroom which was a half-darkened room with three chairs in the center. Standing at the back of the room was a middle-aged woman with brown hair tied into a bun and bright blue eyes. She was wearing casual clothing rather than the normal robes that most wizards and witches stuck with.

"Ah you must be Mr. Potter. Hello Mr. Cortez." Professor Flamel said.

"Hey Professor." Adel said.

"It's nice to meet you Professor." Harry said.

"Alright. So, shall we get down to business? Mr. Cortez you're already good at controlling the shadows so there isn't much for you to be working on today so maybe study a few of the Shadow-based spells there are. I'll be helping Mr. Potter here with starting to control the shadows." The Professor said.

With that Adel plopped down in a seat and took out a book that read Magicke of the Shadows. Perenelle guided Harry to the other chair and sat across from him.

"Alright, what do you know about Shadow Magic?" She asked.

"Uh Adel told me that it's a High Element which means that it's sentient. They don't really teach about elements in Hogwarts." Harry said, slightly blushing when he said Adel's name, inwardly blaming his hormones.

"Well Mr. Cortez is correct. Of course had your teachers been competent you would have already known that. Shadow Magic is the polar opposite of Light Magic but while that is true it also means that without Light Magic you don't have Shadow Magic. Light is bright, warm and unforgiving. Shadow is dark, cold, yet comforting. Light can blind, burn, or even illuminate. Shadow can hide, suffocate, or shield. There is only one difference between Shadow and Light magic and that is with Shadow Magic you can travel through the shadows if they trust you enough. You cannot travel through light because light is always present whereas shadows is the absence of light. Through this entire lesson I'll start to teach you how to communicate with the shadows." Professor Flamel explained.

To Harry that was incredibly interesting. Being able to travel through shadows would be extremely helpful further down the line. Perenelle told him to ease into meditation, focusing on the shadows. How they feel, what they want, and what they think. When Harry did that it took him a while but he soon managed to feel eagerness, the want to help, and the random thought of Harry being interesting. When he told the Professor this she congratulated him, saying that it usually took two to three class periods to be able to do that. The rest of the class period was him getting used to understanding the shadows. At the end of class when they were leaving Adel praised him for his ability, which caused Harry to blush again because Adel threw in some flirtations.

"Well, I'll see you at lunch then." Adel said with a smile.

Harry then headed off to Enchanting which was his last class before break and then lunch. Enchanting was interesting enough. It was taught by Fleur's mother, Apolline Delacour who was a really kind lady. She started the class by explaining what enchanting was.

"Enchanting is the magical art of attaching a charm or spell to an object for an added function. One of the most popular charms to enchant onto an object is the shield charm." Apolline said.

"Do you still have to activate the item?" Dean asked, having a love for magical items.

"In some cases yes but most of the time no. Enchanting also gives the item a slight bit of sentience. In the case of Protego the item gains the ability to sense hostility. If any of you take Arithmancy you learn that each spell when created has an innate function built into its equation. For the Shield Charm the innate function is 'Defend against hostile attacks'. It is why healing spells go straight through the shield because healing charms are innately benign." Apolline said.

"This is off topic but so spell creation is like computer coding?" Harry asked.

"Computer Coding? I have a brief idea about what that is but please explain." Apolline said.

"When making a program for a computer you have to set up a bunch of variables and numbers in order to make the program do as it was functioned. In fact, computer coding requires basic math in order for some functions to work depending on what you want." Harry said, remembering a book on coding he read when he was younger.

"Ah now I understand. Yes, that is true. In Arithmancy you learn that each number has a magical effect to it. When you advance to the Spell Creation class in fifth year you learn that spells are comprised of numbers that are woven together and then given a spell name that fits the function. However, as a fair warning, Spell Creation can be very explosive so it's best to do it in the safety of a classroom. Anyways back to the main topic." Apolline said.

She then explained why Enchanting took the place of Charms. She told them that while in Enchanting class you learn various charms so you can expand on what you can enchant an object to do. The class went on with her teaching them a new charm, the Summoning Charm, and how it can be used in enchanting an object. The Accio charm when enchanted onto an object allows for one to call it back to a designated place. For example, this enchantment was usually put on rings or necklaces to act as anti-theft countermeasures. One would simply mutter accio or a keyword tied into the enchantment and it'd pop right back onto them or in the location they wanted it. After class Harry hung around at the library room in the carriages to see what books they had. It was much larger than the Hogwarts Library and apparently it shared whatever books the Beauxbatons Library had.

Soon enough it was lunch time and Harry reluctantly went to the Great Hall. His other friends weren't there yet but he did see Adel sitting at the Ravenclaw table so he plopped down right by him.

"Hello Adel." Harry said with a smile.

"Hey Harry. How was Enchanting?" Adel asked.

"It was interesting. We learned the Summoning Charm." Harry said.

"Ah, that one is useful. Especially when you've lost something. Although the general rule is do not put too much power into the spell unless you want an imprint of the object on your face." Adel said, wincing, causing Harry to laugh.

"I'm guessing you did that before?" Harry said.

"Yes, I was looking for my Transfiguration text and I put too much power and got hit in the head by it." Adel said, pouting.

"Poor Adel getting beaten up by a book." Harry said.

"I'll show you poor!" Adel said before tickling Harry mercilessly.

"I give I give!" Harry shouted with a genuine smile.

"Boys, no flirting at the table." A dreamy voice said behind them, causing them to jump apart, blushing.

"We weren't flirting Luna." Harry murmured.

"You totally were, don't lie." Hermione said, sitting to the left of Luna who took a seat to the left of Harry.

"Traitor." Harry muttered, glaring at Hermione.

"There's nothing wrong with it. I think it's sweet that Harry's found someone to flirt with." Seamus said, taking a seat to Adel's right with Dean sitting to his right.

"Traitors, all of you." Harry muttered again, this time focusing his attention on his food.

"So, Luna is it?" Adel said.

"Yup." Luna said.

"Why didn't you transfer with Harry and them?" Adel asked.

"Because some of us need to stay here to keep an eye on Dumbles. Although, I'm a bit worried about Hestia." Luna said.

"Why, have you seen something?" Harry asked.

"Who's Hestia?" Adel asked.

"Hestia's the codename for one of our spies here." Dean said.

"Yeah, she's been acting like us but she could have decided not to act and nobody would have blinked an eye. However, she chose to act so we could have somebody on the inside and tell us about Dumbles' plan." Lavender said, having just arrived.

"So, why are you worried?" Seamus asked.

"Because, she's going to be alone here." Luna said.

"Don't worry Luna, she's got Pollux and Castor with her. If all else fails, we can extract her early." Harry said.

"You know exactly why I worry, but I guess you're right." Luna said with a sigh.

They descended into a random conversation, not really talking about anything important. After lunch Harry had Transfiguration and double potions. Transfiguration was roughly the same as it was at Hogwarts but Potions for Harry was a blast. The teacher was a hell of a lot better than Snape and even explained why certain things had to be prepared the way they do. So it was safe to say that Harry had once again liked Potions. After that was his last class of the day, Politics and Financing. It was a very interesting class, taught by the Undersecretary of the French Ministry, Jules Delacour, Fleur's father. Apparently the position of teacher for Politics and Financing rotated every year and this year the teacher was Fleur's dad. Professor Delacour got permission to teach the class from the Minister because his workload for this year was very light. Jules was much like his wife but was a slight bit sterner than she was. He explained everything perfectly and Harry loved it because it would help him later next year when he turned fifteen and took up his lordships.

The following three weeks were interesting. While Harry had made friends with other people he mainly stuck to Adel which was the constant subject of teasing from his friends. Harry very much loved his newer classes as they opened up a whole new world of knowledge. For one thing, History of Magic was much easier to understand since he no longer had to hear the droning voice of Professor Binns. Wizarding and Mundane Culture were really interesting as it explained quite a few things that wizards did. Wizarding Culture was taught by a shocking person though who seemed pretty shocked that they were in her class. It was none other than Narcissa Malfoy nee Black, Draco's mother. Apparently her husband knew nothing about the fact that she taught at Beauxbatons and she'd much rather keep it that way because it was her time alone. Lucius thought that she was having tea with her lady friends and said friends would vouch for her. Mundane Culture was taught by a muggleborn who apparently had gotten a degree in Social and Cultural Anthropology which allowed him to easily teach them about the non-magical culture. Dueling was an amazing class, the teacher one of Fillius Flitwick's cousins. Apparently dueling ran in their family. Arithmancy was really cool, but Harry struggled a bit from about three to four years without math. Thankfully with Adel's and Hermione's help he managed to get back on track. Harry absolutely loved Ancient Runes because it functioned very much like Enchanting but different at the same time. With Ancient Runes Harry could ward an entire building against enemies or make an item with special functions.

Around one thirty on the twenty-second of November Fleur popped her head into his Transfiguration class and told the teacher that Harry was needed for the Weighing of the Wands. His teacher excused him and Harry walked with Fleur to where the arena was being set up for the dragons and the spectators. There waiting for him was Ollivander, Dumbledore, Maxime, Karkaroff, Bagman, Crouch, the other champions, and Rita Skeeter.

"Ah our final two champions are here" Bagman said with a smile.

"I'm going to get my interview right?" Rita asked with her sickly sweet voice.

"Yes Rita just give them a moment. We're going to weigh the wands first." Bagman said.

The first wand to be tested was actually Harry's. Ollivander picked it up and gave it a look.

"Ah, one of my creations. Eleven inches, Holly, with a phoenix feather core. Avis." Ollivander said, waving the wand and causing doves to fly out.

He moved on to Fleur's wand and gave it a look.

"Not one of mine, nine and a half inches made of Rosewood and with oh my, a veela hair core." Ollivander said.

"It's my grand-mère's." Fleur said.

"Nothing wrong with it my dear. Just, veela hair cores tend to be temperamental. Vino Apparire." Ollivander said, a fountain of lush red wine pouring from the wand.

After that was Viktor's wand.

"One of Gregovitch's creations I see. Ten and a quarter inch, hornbeam and dragon heartstring, Aguamenti." Ollivander said, a gush of water flying from the wand.

"Ah, one of mine. Twelve and a quarter inch, ash and unicorn hair. From the tail of a particularly fine male unicorn... must have been seventeen hands; nearly gored me with his horn after I plucked his tail." Ollivander said, reminiscing before casting the bird conjuring charm again.

"Well it seems that all the wands are in order. Then it's time for the interviews!" Bagman said eagerly.

"Alright, then I'll start with Mr. Potter here." Rita said.

Harry had an idea and walked up to Rita and whispered in her ear.

"If you interview all of us right now I'll give you an exclusive on Dumbledore and what's been happening here the past few years the day after the first task." Harry said.

Rita's eyes widened and she gave a smile.

"You know what, how about we start the interview here with all four of you instead." Rita said.

With that Rita interviewed each of them asking them various questions. Soon enough it was time for them to go.

Two days later Harry and the other champions were inside the tent leading to the arena. Bagman had a bag and asked them to reach in and pull out a dragon. Cedric went first and got the Swedish Short-Snout, then was Fleur who got the Common Welsh Green, next was Viktor who got the Chinese Fireball, finally was Harry who got the Hungarian Horntail.

First up was Cedric. Cedric transfigured a rock into a dog to distract the dragon but that was only partially successful. When he got to the eggs the Dragon turned his attention to him and burned his face. Thankfully though he managed to get the golden egg. Next was Fleur. Fleur had a slightly better strategy. She charmed the dragon to sleep and managed to get the golden egg that way. However, when she got the egg the dragon snorted fire but thankfully Harry had suggested that she fireproof her outfit which prevented it from catching on fire. Next was Viktor. Viktor's attempt was immensely reckless because he cast the Conjuctivitis Curse which blinded the Dragon and caused it to stumble around, destroying its eggs. Viktor of course managed to get his golden egg. Now it was Harry's turn.

Harry calmly walked out into the arena and saw the magnificent dragon staring down at him all the while roaring.

"How dare they drag me here with my eggs! Why are all these humans staring at me and my eggs!" The dragon roared.

Harry walked up to the dragon and spoke.

"Oh great dragon. I'm here as part of a contest. I need to retrieve the fake egg from your nest." Harry hissed and roared.

"You speak! Although your accent leaves much to be desired. What is this about a fake egg?" The dragon asked.

"They have placed a golden egg among your own. It is a fake egg. If you wish you may check the egg." Harry said.

The dragon looked around before finding it. She then picked it up with her tail and gave it a look. After that she tossed it to Harry who caught it in his arms.

"Take it, I have no need for fake eggs." She said.

"I thank you." Harry said.

The crowd was silent for a moment before they cheered really loud. Harry made his way back into the tent where Madame Pomfrey fussed over him. After finding that Harry was fine she reluctantly let him go. Adel was there waiting for him and he gave him a big smile.

"You did great! Come on let's see your score." Adel said.

They went out and looked at the judges. Surprisingly Karkaroff gave him an eight, Maxime gave him a ten, Dumbledore and eight, Bagman a ten, and Crouch gave him an eight. That gave him a total of forty-four out of fifty which apparently put him in first place. Viktor was tied in second with Fleur for forty points, and Cedric was in third with thirty-eight points. After that Bagman gathered them together. He told them that the golden egg was the key to understanding the second task and that it would take place on February the twenty-fourth. After that he dismissed them and Maxime pulled Fleur and Harry aside.

"On Christmas you will be required to be here as tradition states for the Triwizard Tournament. This is because on that day a Yule Ball will be held. As champions you both must find a date. I'm assuming you can dance Harry?" Maxime asked.

"Thanks to Lavender yeah. She made sure all of us knew how to dance for formal occasions so we wouldn't make a fool of ourselves." Harry said.

"I thought Lavender disliked those kinds of things." Fleur said.

"As tomboyish as Lavender is she is also an heiress so she was raised to know these things. She figured the knowledge had some use." Harry said.

With that, they all departed for some rest and relaxation.

Alright, so uh hope you enjoyed it. It took me about maybe a week to write this through procrastination. For those that do follow my other stories I may be starting the next chapter of Investigative Wizard next week or the week after all depending on when I finish my other new story, King Hadrian. Harry Cora Mills is still in progress but writer's block is being too friendly. Tell me what you think and who Harry should be paired up with.